Before I had Oscar, also known as BOD (Before Oscar Descended), I used to go to Slimming World. I was definitely on the chubby side but lost about a stone and a half. It took me a LONG time to lose that small amount as boy do I like my food. As well as liking my food I have a very bad habit of eating when bored and hitting sugar when I'm a bit stressed or worried about things.
Anyway, the reason I lost weight initially was because I always worried that if I had a child I would struggle to keep up with him if I was overweight. I wanted to make a huge change for the better. Once I discovered I was pregnant I was even more determined and monitored my weight while pregnant just to make sure I wasn't gaining more than I needed to.
Then Oscar arrived, also known as LAD (Life After Delivery), and I had lovely new mummy friends. We never went too far, and get togethers invariably involved lunch out somewhere, and quite often cake.
I got back into some really bad habits, and apart from walking places, my exercise just went out the window. LAD was very chilled and I stopped being bothered about my size. My amazing body was feeding my baby and that was all I cared about.
Then I returned to work and all those leisurely lunches and coffee mornings stopped. Oh, yes, everything goes back to normal right? Nope. Work is full of goodies and work doesn't fulfil me like being at home spending time with the wee boy, and I'm forever distracting myself with food, cakes, sweets and crisps. Whatever I can grab to be honest.
Combine that with being super tired all the time, never exercising and eating rubbish at home, I'm starting to resemble a blimp again.
Trouble is I have no idea how to motivate myself again. I need a goal, I need a plan.
Until I work it out, you'll find me in the corner eating cake.
Anyway, the reason I lost weight initially was because I always worried that if I had a child I would struggle to keep up with him if I was overweight. I wanted to make a huge change for the better. Once I discovered I was pregnant I was even more determined and monitored my weight while pregnant just to make sure I wasn't gaining more than I needed to.
Then Oscar arrived, also known as LAD (Life After Delivery), and I had lovely new mummy friends. We never went too far, and get togethers invariably involved lunch out somewhere, and quite often cake.
I got back into some really bad habits, and apart from walking places, my exercise just went out the window. LAD was very chilled and I stopped being bothered about my size. My amazing body was feeding my baby and that was all I cared about.
Then I returned to work and all those leisurely lunches and coffee mornings stopped. Oh, yes, everything goes back to normal right? Nope. Work is full of goodies and work doesn't fulfil me like being at home spending time with the wee boy, and I'm forever distracting myself with food, cakes, sweets and crisps. Whatever I can grab to be honest.
Combine that with being super tired all the time, never exercising and eating rubbish at home, I'm starting to resemble a blimp again.
Trouble is I have no idea how to motivate myself again. I need a goal, I need a plan.
Until I work it out, you'll find me in the corner eating cake.
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